When I opened my eyes, I was in Drevon’s arms. I furrowed my eyebrow in confusion. "Drevon?"
He looked at and smiled. "Good morning, little wife."
"Morning? What—" I tried to move to look, but his grip was like steel around .
"Easy now, your body is still weak."
"I-I thought we were having dinner."
"Unfortunately, you couldn’t make it."
"What happened?"
"You don’t rember?"
"Rember what?"
It took a minute before he replied. "You were in pain, and then you fainted."
"Is that all that happened?"
"You worry too much," he said in a faint tone.
Sothing didn’t feel right. I didn’t feel right. Because I couldn’t rember anything else after the feeling of pain in my chest, walking all the way to my throat. I think I fainted right after.
Random fainting from stress wasn’t unusual for , but mory loss? It was just like my encounter with Damon. I can’t rember anything.
So the main question ca again. What exactly happened in that mont of mory loss?
"Did you use your moonblood to heal ?"
"Yes..."
Maybe his moonblood is affecting . I haven’t been sick for a long while, which was one of the benefits of it, but now I’m having blanks. I don’t like the sound of that.
"Will you let go now?" I asked, getting itchy with the way he locked his arms tightly around like I’d disappear.
At my request, his grip tightened more.
"You’ll crush ."
His hands slackened, but I was still trapped.
"Are you uncomfortable in my arms?" he asked with a hint of hurt in his tone.
Did he hold in his arms all through the night? Just the thought of it got my heart racing.
I blushed. "It’s not that...Your manhood, it’s poking my backside like a rod."
I wondered if he, in fact, had a rod in his pants because that can’t be his cock.
He gave an irresistible smile, and I felt like I had stopped breathing for a mont. "Forgive the natural effect. Rest assured, I have no intentions of using it at the mont."
"But still let go, my body will go numb."
He did, but kept his hands on my waist, adjusting so that I was now sitting on his lap. By the gods! This position was now even worse; his bulge was now poking my ass!
"How do you feel now?"
Dare I reply honestly?
"I feel off," I replied. That was one way to sum it up, aside from Drevon’s cock I cannot be specific.
He nodded. "What else?"
What else? I chewed the inside of my mouth.
"Eloise," he said softly. "You know you can tell anything. Whatever it is, tell ."
When it ca to confiding in soone, it was one of the things I never got to experience in my life. There was Talia, although I wasn’t completely honest with her about so things. Osha? I was surprisingly more honest with her.
But at that point of opening yourself to soone completely, I never really did. I felt like I could with Drevon.
"I feel like sothing is missing." I furrowed my eyebrow. "I think your moonblood is giving blanks."
He brushed his fingers up and down my back in a slow, soothing motion. "Moonblood has never been used on humans, especially to heal."
"I know that, and I know there might be side effects."
"But you don’t think it’s just about side effects, do you?"
I gulped at his words. I knew sothing was odd, but I couldn’t tell what, and it’s frustrating.
"Why did you make Ravyn my protector?"
"Because she’s the only person I can trust to protect you."
"Why her?"
He was about to speak, but I cut him off.
"She ntioned sothing about going to you because of the coldness in my throat. Why would she know that?"
"As you know, she’s your sworn protector. I told her about your discomfort, that it’s important that you seek out when that happens," he replied smoothly,
"Huh..." I murmured. "Then how would you ease this discomfort, husband?"
He grinned, showing his perfectly white teeth. "With my moonblood."
"Don’t you think it’s careless to heal at every discomfort with your moonblood? And how exactly do you use it?"
"I can’t bear to see you in pain," he voiced with sincerity, and I found myself captivated by that expression on his face.
"Know this, Eloise. I never want to see you in pain, ever. Your well-being matters greatly to ."
I don’t know what else to say, so I changed the topic.
"How was court?"
When I didn’t get a reply, I looked back at him to find a look of surprise on his face.
"W-What?"
He chuckled softly. "You have never asked about that."
"Are you certain?"
He kissed my neck. "Yes."
"Okay, I’m asking now, what plans do you have for your brother?"
His kisses halted, and he leaned away so that I could see him.
"Ravyn gave you my ssage, did she not?"
"She did."
"So?"
"I think it’s best if you allow to deal with Damon. There is no need to worry about that, nor try to et with him again."
Oops! Was that disapproval I sensed in his tone?
"I’m afraid I’ll have to disagree with you."
He raised an eyebrow.
"Your brother used to turn the empire against you, making you a threat. Do you think I’d let that slide? Not in a million years." I turned to the side with my gaze sharpened. "That’s one more to my list. I won’t die in peace until I put them in their place."
"Them?"
"How could I have forgotten?" I snapped my gaze to Drevon and gripped his sharpened jawline. "Husband," I mouthed slowly with venom clinging to my tone. "Care to tell why you were speaking with that poker face?"
Drevon’s entire body went still. "Poker face?"
"The lady Sloane, you’re supposedly betrothed to."
"Eloise—"
I placed a finger to his lips.
"I didn’t question you then because of the chaos that ensued after, but no mistake, husband. I don’t easily forget things."
A look of delight crossed his features, and his bulge got bigger until I could feel it pushing up my heat.
If it weren’t for the layers of clothing between us, I wonder what could have happened.
"Oh, Eloise..." he purred. "The way you unravel and now having you speak in such an authoritative tone does things to ."
H-Huh?
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